The Demon’s Menu

In the bright light of the fighting hall, Jason opened this special material book.

He had already confirmed that the cover of the book was bronze.

The paper is a roll of sheepskin, with finely written characters on it.

After reading a little, Jason found that these fine and messy texts were still a mixture of lingua franca and figure complex language, and some slang words that Jason did not understand were also mixed.

Ordinary people seeing these words will only feel confused and then deeply shocked.

But Jason looked ... but it was a mystery!

That ’s right.

First put aside those slang and linguistic records, only the wrong use of graphic plurals, as well as the so-called ‘secret techniques’ with detailed records are telling Jason that the writer of this book is a half-hanger.

And after combining those slang and lingua franca, this half-hanger became a bit miserable.

Slang is not easy to understand, but it is much simpler than graph complex. Jason has experience in studying graph complex. At this time, a little research will roughly understand the meaning of these slang.

After combined with each other, a complete story appeared.

A husband cannot bear the grief because of his wife's death, and desperately hopes to resurrect his wife, thus combining alchemy, voodoo, and oriental secret surgery, and creating a miracle with a probability that is too small.

It is a pity that ‘miracle’ does not bring hope.

On the contrary, the unknown fusion brings the most desperate result: death.

'Mystery' is unpredictable because it often brings death.

Anyone who touches it at will will pay a price, in the name of death.

Jason suddenly thought of two famous quotes he had heard.

The former comes from ‘Lord’ and was recorded in the notes given to him by his ‘teacher’.

The latter comes from ‘Hans Harbour’, which his cousin Gerald reminded him while chatting.

Both are equally powerful, but they are also in awe of the ‘mysterious side’.

Some people who know nothing about the 'mysterious side' lack such awe.

"Is this the ignorant person fearless?"

Jason said to himself.

Then, he lowered his head and looked at the book in his hand.

At the moment he opened, he was painting a bunch of flowers.

Is the corrupt flower Jason has seen before.

Is named: Burmese Gardenia.

Discourse: gestation of hope, resurrection and rebirth.

"Unfortunately everything is moving in a bad direction."

Jason closed the bronze book and threw it directly into the corner of the fighting hall.

He will not touch this book in a short time, but he who thinks habitually, in his mind, can't help but raise a question: If he is that husband, what will he do?

However, he didn't get involved in it.

He has no favorite girl.

Never thought of getting married.

So, Jason changed into a substitute.

What if Gerald died?

Or, the dead ... What about the old jazz?

Jason's face was unconsciously more dignified.

He doesn't know the answer.

Maybe he will be on the cliff at the end.

But it may be wrong again and again.

May also be more miserable than that husband,

Thinking about Jason, he turned to look at Arras, who deliberately lowered his voice because of his reading.

"Jason, have you finished reading?"

"Is there any gain?"

Alas asked Jason's eyes immediately.

"The story of a stupid, competent husband who completely destroyed the whole family to save."

Jason described it like this.

Arras was shocked.

She hasn't recovered.

"If you are competent, should it be good?"

Arras said with his own understanding.

"Well, but he brought disaster."

"Not only hurt himself, but also affected his two children."

"In a way, he destroyed everything."

Jason did not refute, but described it objectively.

"He must not exercise muscles!"

Alas answered seriously.

This time changed to Jason dazed.

What does this have to do with muscles?

And Arras is a very simple curved arm showing his strong biceps.

"Muscle is power!"

"My mother said that strong muscles will make your fists strong and make you fearless."

"There is nothing that cannot be solved with one punch."

"Yes? Then two punches."

Alas answered Jason in his own way.

"What if the fist can't be solved?"

"For example ... the death of your lover?"

Jason continued to ask.

"The fist cannot be solved, but the fist you swing is not strong enough, but your muscles are not strong enough. You need more muscles to have a fist that breaks everything-my mother said."

"As for the death of a lover?"

"If someone caused such a thing, I will find out in advance, I will go straight to break them."

"If he is physically weak, I will take him all exercise."

"If it's an accident ... I'll let him have no accidents around him."

"As for time?"

"Mum said, time can also be broken with fists!"

As Arras said, he gave Jason a thumbs up sign. Under the light, her white teeth were glowing.

Looking at Aras like this, Jason has no problems.

Arras has answered everything to him.

Although it was in the Arras way, it still told Jason what to do.

Powerful!

Nonstop power!

When is so powerful that death has to retreat from the sanshe, everything is naturally solved.

Previous thinking?

He did not despise it, let alone ridicule.

Just a little more calm.

"The reason why I instinctively think about this, thinking about it, is that I started to think that I am strong but not really strong. I almost forgot my original purpose!"

Jason recalled the dangers and his compulsion that he had just arrived in the city that never sleeps.

Thought of just playing Aide Demon and Aister on the palm of his hand just now.

He couldn't help but spit out a cloud of gas.

Call!

"I just had such a little pride?"

"It really shouldn't be!"

"I almost forgot my original intention!"

"right now!"

"I want to remember my original intention!"

Jason's eyes became firm instantly.

He had no choice before.

right now?

He wanted to choose freely.

Jason looked at Arras again.

"Arras, can you fight with me now?"

"I think there is still room for improvement in my freehand fighting ability."

"of course!"

Alas nodded, excitedly throwing up 200Kg barbell.

锵!

Friction metal sound, the barbell landed steadily on the barbell rack, without a little shaking, and Arras strode toward the concrete ring.

Jason glanced at the barbell rack, and then walked silently into the ring.

Arras figured out a coin.

"The coin starts to fall."

"Shout stop is the end?"

Asked Arras.

Jason nodded, and Arras found the coin.

Ding!

The coin rolled up and then dropped.

When the coin fell, Arras rushed to Jason.

Alas!

Punch a punch.

Jason did not dodge, but also punched.

The two fists collided together without fancy.

boom!

In the silent sound, Jason took two steps back.

Then Jason's gaze changed slightly to Alas.

He knew that Arras was very strong, but he did n’t know that Arras was so strong.

Similarly, Alas shook his palms continuously.

"Jason, your fist is so hard, I feel like I'm hitting steel."

"I will try again!"

As Arras said, he punched out again.

Jason also fought back with a punch like before.

boom!

Is another muffled noise.

However, this time the two did not have any hesitation, but also a punch.

Bang, Bang!

In the endless collision, Arras was excited, and she looked at Jason brightly.

She has never met a man who has been able to hold on with herself for so long.

Jason's gaze has been indifferent and calm, and has changed slightly.

He could not admit the fact that his power was not as good as a woman.

Therefore, he needs to recover his self-esteem from other aspects.

For example ... physical strength.

The emotional changes of the two people almost made the sparring of this actual combat. After just ten seconds, they entered a fierce battle.

Alas changed his breathing unconsciously.

Her fists are getting faster and faster, and the afterimage of Tao Dao fists appears in the air.

Euler Euler Euler Euler!

The special breath sound brought a special noise.

'S unique heroic blow shrouded Jason like a storm.

As soon as came into contact, Jason was hit with several punches.

Is just a pain, but no more harm.

【Pruss. Griffon Forging】 The defensive power brought by Jason is rock-solid.

However, Jason is not used to such passive beating.

For Jason, he likes and admires offensive. This stifling 'battered' is really uncomfortable. Especially when he wants to counterattack, he is predicted by Alas in advance, blocking the attack, and causing After several breakthrough attacks, Jason was even more uncomfortable.

However, he told himself to be calm.

Calmness is the only thing that can help him at this moment.

"Observe her fist path."

"Remember her rhythm."

The experience brought by the expert-level [freehand fighting] and the skillful level [griffin fighting] made the calm Jason began to find a way to deal with Arras.

Gradually, he began to adapt to the extremely fast rhythm of Arras.

Fist road began to figure out gradually.

When Alas was another boxing shadow over Jason, Jason was lying on the upper body with his feet back on the ground.

Tall Jason, at this time, showed a bit of dexterity.

Then ...

Is fierce!

In the retreat, Jason clapped the ground with one hand, and suddenly the retreat stopped.

The next moment, Jason kicked Alas in the air.

This is the skill in [Gryphon Fighting], and Jason, who is preoccupied with fighting, unconsciously displays it.

Cry!

An eagle cried with such a kick.

Arras faced such an attack and became more excited after hearing such a voice.

Her wide eyes were full of glitter.

That's it!

That's it!

This is the battle I am looking forward to!

Breathe!

Breathe!

Feel the blood!

Feel the oxygen!

Sensory cells!

Feel the ripples that the stone drops when it falls!

Feel the ripples passing through the cells and achieve the qualitative change of the body!

Power emerges from all over the body, they are active, they are jubilant, they ... converge.

"Jason, this is my simulated move after getting your reminder."

"It is not complete yet."

"But ..."

"I can't help it!"

Alas, with a flush of blush, she shouted loudly--

"Shotgun. Blow!"

boom!

Boxing out, just like the sound of a shotgun.

Fists of countless air currents erupt as they are hit.

Call!

It seemed that the barrage after the shotgun collided with the flying Jason.

Boom!

A sound like a blast.

Jason jumped up and down holding his legs.

Arras stepped back with his fist, and flicked his arm repeatedly.

The two of them felt their pain with their teeth grinning.

But the expression of the two is with joy.

They all felt the progress in the first battle.

This is true whether it is Jason or Arras.

Therefore, the next moment, Jason stood firm again, when Arras raised his fists again in a fighting alert posture.

Has no words.

Paired their eyes, they understood each other's thoughts.

Again, the two rushed towards each other.

Bang Bang Bang!

The sound of continuous beating and collision sounded again.

This time?

Will undoubtedly last longer.

Actual combat is undoubtedly the best way to practice.

But there is no lack of teaching.

At least, Esther thinks he has learned more from Attmund.

Seems to have opened the door to a new world.

"Originally, I was able to do so in the face of" anomalies "."

"I used to only know tough practices."

Esther couldn't help murmuring to himself.

"Meaning is the right choice!"

"Only the correct contact can produce a lubricating effect, so that when we make breakthrough progress at the last minute, it becomes smooth."

"And tough?"

"Only hurt and hurt each other!"

As Demeng patted the shoulder of young Esther as a person coming over. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Then, the veteran C-class person pushed the car door and got off.

He has to return to his house which is still months away.

Now that [笔 趣 岛] has begun to repay the loan, you must sleep in it, otherwise, what is the point of repaying the loan?

Even if he can only sleep for two hours, he still has to go home to sleep.

This is the persistence of Aide Demon, the lender.

"Tomorrow ... No, see you tomorrow morning."

Attmund waved to Esther.

"See you tomorrow!"

Aster responded to each other.

This time is no longer a polite, but a little more sincere.

Not only was Ed Demon taught him, but he also found that Ed Demon was full of wisdom.

Despite such wisdom, most people do not understand it.

"Stupid mortals."

Astor evaluated those people like this.

Then, after seeing Etdemont leaving, he started the car back to his apartment.

He needs to write a report.

Two copies.

One copy is ‘Shelter’.

One copy is for his "organization"-

"Holy Snake Club"!